The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1887-06-11

NH. Joe smear, Ol RtyuOluS
Greek, son-in-law of w. w. Dryden,
was over last week. His little
1 boy is having some trouble with
his eye, and will remain here a
week or two under DIR. Lees care.
The real estate agents at New
Zion are wide awake. A laborer
on the depot put on his good clothes
last Sunday and started to look
around, but before he had been out
fifteen minutes six different men
had tried to sell him lot, think
ing new sucker was in town.
Al. Kaufman, who was here
last summer and made many
friends, turned up smiling again
last Saturday, and will stay with
us this summer, if not longer.
Everybody is glad to see al. back
again except the man who blew the
tuba in the Hornies at Boise, last
Fourth, and he has taken to the
woods.
Little & Co. want the people to
understand that they are still head
quarters for drugs, patent medi-
cines, paints, oils, wall paper, CT
gars, tobacco, stationery, notions,
and all kinds of druggists sundries.
Their stock is fresh and well select
ed, and their prices are lower than
the lowest. They carry a large
line of white lead, oils, brushes and
all kinds Of painters supplies; also
a fine stock of mixed paints. If
you want any thing in the line of
toilet articles do not fail to call and
examine their stock; in fact, Little
& Co. can sell you almost anything
that you can imagine. Come over
and see.
Armstrong, the devil who
murdered poor old Paul Hubert,
and who confessed to the terrible
deed and was sentenced to be hung,
has escaped from the Haley Jail.
A few hungry lawyers up there who
wanted a little cheap reputation,
took the case in hand, got new
trial granted by some means, and
as is usually the case, have sue
ceeded in defeating justice by the
escape or their hero and pet. The
murder of Paul Hubert was most
heartless and premeditated, and
why his murderer was not hung
when he wanted to be, is more than
any justice-loving person can see.
The blood of Paul Hubert cries
out for vengeance; if the murderer
can't be hung, hang the men who
were instrumental in bringing about
his release under legal covering.
Williams, the iend who killed
the two men in cabin, at Cariboo,
last winter, was sentenced by Judge
Hays, at Blackfoot, last week, to
be hung on Friday, July %, 1887.
Bah ! Hasn't Judge Hays taken
/ tumble yet ? What does the SEN
;ence of death amount to in Idaho?
Before the happy day arrives, some
Door, starved lawyer will rush in
md prove by the strawberry mark
IN his arm that the desperate is
lis long-lost brother, and conse-
Iuently an innocent party. A new
rial will be obtained to come up
bout year in the misty future,
md the bloody martyr will be taken
o the strongly guarded county jail
or safe keeping. lie will sit in
lis cold, cherries, dungeon and
hink,. and a happy thought will
trike him-he'n raise a window
nd get out, la Armstrong.
Judge Lynch's court seems to be
he only one in Idaho that isn't a
arce, and we are almost tempted
0 say that we wish him lots of bus
ness.
"A nicely arranged and well
arried out surprise party took
lace at the residence of H. d.
'latchley, last Friday evening, in
-hich Miss Mary Caldwell was
ne surprised person. Miss Cald-
ell has just completed a nine
lonths' 1erm as principal of our \
,hools, and during that time has
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